My birthday

Today is my birthday.

So many people I know just hate their birthday. I don’t get it. It is my day of personal celebration. I get to look back on my year and look at the accomplishment and the things I need to do better. It’s sort of like a warm and fuzzy performance review.

I get to also look ahead. Take a peak into the next chapter of the Book of Me. I can write my own story.

Gifts are great, but the well wishes from friends are just as great. The people who go out of their way for me are so special to me. Remember awhile ago, I wrote about the Dog and Bull Pub? Well, they went above and beyond to make my day special. (Including whipping up something special for dinner for me). That’s a place where you know they value you. Plus everyone is so nice. I’m never just another body in the chair there. It truly is my “Cheers”.

My family fusses over me too. I eat that up. I talk to my daughter in Florida weekly. But today was was an extra chat. That’s awesome. My son wants to know when he can take me to dinner. I love grown kid time. That’s what all of that raising them was about. They are both great kids.

Not everything has always gone well on my birthday. In 2009, my dad died on my birthday. I miss him everyday. But the gift that came from that was knowing that the cancer that took him couldn’t hurt him anymore. Plus, I have another angel to keep an eye on me. (PS to this part…wear sunscreen…always)

So today is the start of my future. There are many roads that I have walked, but there are many more adventures to take.

Happy Birthday to me!